Humanity's Finest
Chapter 12
"Ok, this thing is kind of hard to control..." Dempsey was busy stearing the missle towards the dragons with some difficulty,keeping it straight was one thing, turning it the other hand was quite another. So far he wasted at least three missles, and he had three left. This is the fourth one he is using.
"Who ever designed this thing - is really a genius - but turning the dam thing in a different direction is a massive pain in the ass too do."
Takeo, Nikolai, Richtofen were on Dempsey's left side. And Roebuck, Polonsky and Miller were on his right. The six of them were too busy watching the missile flying through the air, while it was under Dempsey's control. Needless to say, they were very very interested in the VR that Dempsey had. Takeo was even looking through his binoculars too see what the result is.
"You know. As much as I'd like to say 'this is impossible' and 'how on earth can a missle be guided' and stuff. But that is frickin' cool." Polonsky said, his arms crossed as he watched the fourth missle yet again explode in mid-air.
"Hmm, it appears that the exprosion had harmed the sky demon." Takeo announced watching the zombified dragon getting tackled by Terrador when it was distracted. "Another one rike that and it shourd be finished."
Dempsey growled as he grabbed another missle and placed it in the tube. "Oh sure, fifth times the charm right?" He said with sarcasim.
Nikolai suddenly looked up realising that they were missing two people. Or rather dragons from their group. "Hey, is it me or are there meant to be nine of us?" He asked rubbing his cheek in confusion.
Dempsey lowered the VR and glanced at Nikolai eyebrows raised. "What do you mean 'nine'? Who else was with you?" He demanded. Nikolai shrugged ignoring the glare that Dempsey was giving him.
Richtofen however butted in before Dempsey could make a snappy responce. "Zhere vere two scaled creatures like zhose." He pointed at the fighting dragons. "One vas purple, and ze other black, vith a scar on his face."
"A purple creature?" He mused, he blinked in realisation. "Spyro... So who was this other one called?" He silently begged that it wasn't Cynder, having two dragons who think he turned against them would be a bad thing. Plus he wasn't in the mood to deal with them at the moment.
"Zoidius is his name. He attacked the Russian by mistake when we first met him." Dempsey raised an eyebrow at Nikolai and noticed the bloody leg, he shifted nervously as his eyes darted to the sky. Wondering if this "Zoidius" character would come swooping down from nowhere.
Suddenly a hand gripped his shoulder, causing Dempsey to nearly jump out of his skin. "Say Tank would you mind if I have a shot?" It was Polonsky - his look alike. Something that Dempsey never paid attention too, but now he did and suffice he was really creeped out, but he covered it up pretty well.
He stared at him for a minute. Thinking if he could give the teenager the VR or not. Another minute with nothing but silence, except for a loud demonic roar here and a scream of pain there; he finally gave in, and handed the young marine the rocket launcher.
"Alright, just don't make me regret it ok? I'd hate it if I had to run because you accidentally made the missile come back at us instead."
Polonsky scoffed looking through the goggle shaped like scope of the rocket launcher. "As if! Just tell me what to do alright." Dempsey threw up his arms while everyone else was staring at Polonsky as if it was the end of the world. Richtofen on the other hand, glared at Dempsey in a rather sadistic way.
"Fine, just look through the scope and pull the trigger, your eyes are the guide. Just try and hit the one that looks like a corpse alright?" Polonsky nodded, short and easy to follow he could do this... Right?
Dempsey coughed extremely as he sat up and cast Polonsky a glare that would make Richtofen proud. Everyone was lying on the ground moaning, the missile after it was fired had turned around and came straight at them. Thankfully it detonated ten yards above them, and they were running away (Polonsky dropped the rocket launcher when he realised he couldn't control the thing). The blast and shockwave threw everyone off their feet, some landed violently, others crashed into walls or boulders.
"I just regretted giving you the rocket launcher!" Dempsey rubbed the back on his neck, ignoring the insults that were hurled at him from everyone else. Polonsky raised his hands in surrender casting everyone an apologetic look.
"Ok, ok I guess it was my fault that I caused it to turn on us."
"Zat is because it VAS your fault, American pig!" Richtofen screamed.
Everyone shot daggers at Richtofen. Everyone knew what the Nazi's did to the Jews and the disabled, gay and anyone who they didn't concider "perfect" in their eyes. And having one right beside them didn't sit well with the marines. Dempsey included. Roebuck pushed himself onto his feet and rubbed his uniform down before walking off to help Miller and Polonsky to their feet.
"Doc, there are a lot of us here who really want you dead." Dempsey said bluntly. Richtofen snarled at him. "And pissing us off isn't really a good way to get on our 'good' side if you know what I mean, Butcher."
"It appears that the Dempsey look-alike has caused damage to surrounding. Buildings are still standing though... Good!" Nikolai grunted sitting up; he went through his sack and took out his vodka bottle.
Dempsey shook his head in disbelief. "How the hell does that bottle - no matter how much pressure it gets - manage to stay intact?"
The Soviet sniggered as he took of the cork and took a swig. "I always have a way to drink. No matter where I go, I always find vodka." Dempsey who was now standing up sighed and walked to the VR rocket launcher. He grabbed the over sized weapon and examed it for any noticeable damage. He couldn't see any thankfully, so that was enough to make him exhale in relief.
"This thing looks in good condition." Dempsey announced grabbing another missile and slipping it into the large tube. "Good enough for me. And NO none of you will use it," He glared at everyone that opened their mouths. "Unless you all want another incident like that again?"
Everyone held up their hands quickly saying sentances like "Hell no you do it!" or "No! Polonsky will not have another go!" Dempsey bit his tongue to stop himself from laughing, the looks on their faces...
It was almost worth watching. Almost.
...
"Er, Spyro, where are we and how did we end up here?" Zoidius asked sounding worried. Spyro blinked and looked around, the last thing he remembered was he and Zoidius were persuing a group of apes that spotted them. Then a beam of light blinded them and the next thing he knew, there was alarge group of dragons, moles and cheetahs outside of a temple, there was a large group of dragons, moles and cheetahs outside of a temple, he recognised them. They were the prisoners at the village, but if they were here, then... Where are the humans?
"Zoidius, do you happen to see any humans among us?"
Zoidius quickly took to the sky and looked through the crowd for the humans he was familar with. After a minute or two of searching he landed gracefully in front of Spyro and shook his head in dismay.
"I don't see them anywhere... Spyro, I think they were left behind."
...
Dempsey watched with mild satisfaction as he managed to get a direct hit on the zombie dragon. He punched the air victoriously as Takeo saw peices of the zombified dragon falling to the ground through the lens of his binoculars. He smiled and placed the binoculars into his bag. Seeing the corpse of the dragon falling lifelessly felt good to see, and the dragon guardians were... No longer there?
"Hey, where the hell did the guardians go?" Dempsey wondered, he looked at the rest of the guys behind him and they looked almost as clueless as he did.
Samantha screamed when she saw the missle decimate her prototype zombie. She growled it was a failure and what was worse, Dempsey finally regrouped with his team including three marines that wore similar a similar uniform to him. And there seemed to be a look alike there.
She smiled unexpectedly at this. This plan failed yes, but she still had another one in play. Cynder was back in Warfang right now; and she was going to play a critical part in this next step.
They'll never see it coming...
She watched with mild interest as the seven humans moved in a single group, Dempsey was currently holding the VR rocket launcher. She still didn't have a clue how he managed to pull that thing out of nowhere and he teleported. It must be the abilities he recently received, it's the only explanation she could think of. Dempsey was now even more dangerous to her. A threat that had to be dealt with as soon as possible. If he was aloud to live, then he will eventually become powerful enough to confront her on her own plane of existence.
Dempsey was feeling the changes already. He was stronger than before, he couldn't be burnt and he was able to break the 'Sixth-wall' an ability that was so ridiculously awesome that he was glad that he is the only one who can do it at the moment. He wondered if he could get the waffle weapons by doing that trick, it would make things a whole lot easer on them. But he decided not too. The wonder weapons weren't needed yet.
He glanced at the other others, Miller was a few yards ahead of the group while Polonsky and Roebuck were scanning their surroundings for any enemies. Nikolai and Richtofen took the middle; since they had the SMG and Assault rifle they were going to be the backbone of the group. Takeo was covering their rear end, just in case they get ambushed from behind. And Dempsey, well since he had the rocket launcher he was sort of their heavy hitter and because of this he was behind Nikolai and Richtofen, yet in front of Takeo.
After a few minutes of silence Dempsey unexpectedly stopped; looking around as if he saw something. Everyone else noticed this and formed a circle raising and aiming their guns in every direction. Raising the VR into the air Dempsey pulled the trigger, the rocket shot out of the barrel and flew over Richtofen' and Roebuck's heads. The goggles on the rocket launcher detected six figures nearby, Dempsey skillfully guided the missile to the targets with little to no difficulty.
He smirked brilliantly when he heard a large explosion the moment the rocket crashed into the ground. He dropped the rocket launcher with the same smirk on his lips. Everyone lowered their weapons slightly waiting a command from the wet and dirty Sergeant.
"C'mon," He began, cracking his knuckles for effect. "Let's see what the damage is."